[ He's easily turned around and moved, marched towards the front door but with a backwards glance of both reluctance and uncertainty. That answer doesn't really answer his question, and only raises up even more. What of the place is wrong or dangerous? He can't feel it, nor does he notice the loss of memory, although that might be him unconsciously turning a blind eye to it all: he memories he's lost before, he had wiped away himself, letting go of a past so that he can fulfill a greater purpose— not once, but twice, and this time feels just like that. Like it's meant to be, and there's no fighting it. ]
But what about you? Won't you be in danger if you stay even longer? Especially if you keep... [ destroying the house, from what he can tell ] at it, the building might collapse on you.
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[ He's easily turned around and moved, marched towards the front door but with a backwards glance of both reluctance and uncertainty. That answer doesn't really answer his question, and only raises up even more. What of the place is wrong or dangerous? He can't feel it, nor does he notice the loss of memory, although that might be him unconsciously turning a blind eye to it all: he memories he's lost before, he had wiped away himself, letting go of a past so that he can fulfill a greater purpose— not once, but twice, and this time feels just like that. Like it's meant to be, and there's no fighting it. ]
But what about you? Won't you be in danger if you stay even longer? Especially if you keep... [ destroying the house, from what he can tell ] at it, the building might collapse on you.